A gay? Submerged Passion
8. Disappear
Damian quickly ran into the hospital. The man's breath was seen hunting, making anyone who saw pull over.
“Where?” ask him firmly.
The man in the black uniform immediately whispered something, made the man widen his eyes, then ran quickly into the room.
Those blue eyes looked hardened, then turned cold, and lastly turned into flashes of anger.
“Bre*gsek! How did he escape?” Damian pulled his hair violently.
Some of the bodyguards who were getting the task of guarding the female figure in the room shivered in fear.
“Kill them all.” Damian said resolutely, making all the servants who heard the speech instantly rest.
“Force us Sir, we promise we will soon find the woman,”.
Damian kicked them one by one, causing them to slam, but there was no intention to moan just to express the pain.
“As safe as can you guys neglect? Keeping one woman alone is incapable, and you must remember, that woman is in a coma? The coma? Know comma?” Damian shouted loudly. Making the soundproof room buzz.
The doctor who was tasked with monitoring the health of the female captive shivered in fear. This anger of his master could not be said lightly.
“Tuan_”
“Shut! You too, Doctor bod*h. You said the woman still needs a long time to come to her senses, but why would she run away this time?”
“Sorry Sir, but the final examination results are like that. Even last night I still saw him unconscious, Sir,” he explained in a choked tone.
Damian threw his face away, feeling annoyed by today's events.
“Assembling with CCTV?”
Those who heard the question lowered their heads, with great fear, one of them explained what happened.
“Sorry, Sir. CCTV did not detect the woman. Even CCTV of this room suddenly broken_”
Dor's!
Bruk!
The atmosphere became increasingly gripping, right after Damian pulled the trigger, and pointed it at the bodyguard's head.
“You know, I don't like the one called failure, and stupid man.” Damian grinned widely.
“Arthur, clear them all.” Damian looked at his assistant, then sauntered away, shouting guards and echoing gunshots.
Drt ... Drt .... Drt ...
The vibration in the pocket of the suit brought Damian's steps to a halt. The forehead of the man seemed to be frowning, roaring confused by who the human dared to tease him. ‘Wife Bar-Bar’, seeing that name makes Damian cluck even more. Indifferently, the man immediately turned off the call, and continued his footwork.
Drt .... Drt ... Drt ....
However, the tremors sounded again, making all eyes look at him strangely. Annoyed, the man took the device, then placed it in his ear.
The gazes of some of his subordinates made the man still maintain the look of his face.
“Why?” David asked flatly.
“Ck, where are you now? gay male, how dare to leave me in the middle of the road,” cried Ariana loudly.
Damian who heard the screams chuckled, comforted by the wife's attitude. However, the memory of his escaped captive made his loss change with a flat look.
“Ck, no need to shout. You can go home in a taxi. Why are you such a hard man,” Damian said casually, making Ariana who heard him clench her hands.
“Basic male waji*ngan. You left me in a deserted place, where there's a taxi here. Are you in a hurry to leave because you want to meet your boyfriend?”
The question brought Damian's footsteps to a halt. His face looks hard. “Do not interfere,” he said in a cold tone.
Tut!
Damian blinked, somehow he felt guilty when he heard Ariana's words. Has he gone too far?
“Cih, whatever,” disconnect abai.
The man looked at several rooms with different numbers, and had different signs. The grin was clearly visible on his face.
“It turns out the crime will be covered when we wear the guise of kebaiakan,” he said full of mystery.
A little secret, if you think the hospital Damian founded is purely a hospital, the answer is no.
As the name implies. Hospitals, in them are sick people, but not for the purpose of relieving pain. But this building there aims to increase their pain, especially those who have dared to harass a Damian. It's not a place of healing, but it's a place of slaughter under the guise of goodness.
Never be fooled by a mistake. Not infrequently, what looks good is really good. Like color, black is not always bad, and white is not always beautiful.
You know, a star without a black sky would not be visible. And the storm produced by the white cloud is more powerful, compared to the storm produced by the gray cloud.
***
The sky looked dark, even stars had started to appear there. Damian with a tired face entered his large mansion.
Silence, it was the first time he caught. His blue eyes looked around, searching for the figure of the woman who was his wife.
They had been in a relationship for a week with a ridiculous status. Usually, Araiana would chatter long when she saw him just coming home at midnight. But why, this time did not sound at all the babbling of the woman.
“Maybe the woman is asleep,” Damian said with his head up and down.
The feeling of wanting to immediately see Ariana's face made the man's footsteps even faster. In fact, the owner of the foot was not aware of his behavior.
Chequek!
The blue netra stared at the surroundings. The luxurious room looks the same, even the bed looks still neat, like it is not touched at all.
Anxiety suddenly dented him. But he kept trying to calm down. This time the man's goal was the bathroom.
Geck! Geck!
“Ariana? Are you inside?” call him a little hard.
Silence, there was no answer from there. Damian's face looked all anxious. Quickly, his right hand held the door hendle, then opened it violently.
It's blank! Even the floor looks dry. The memory of Ariana's words made the man's body freeze. Without a second thought, his burly legs ran, out of the residence towards the garage.
“s*l! Why is that woman so stupid. Is he still there?” Damian asked in an anxious tone.
The blue net looks sharpened, staring at the increasingly dense road. The annoyance grew, as he was stuck in a traffic jam.
The shadow of Araiana shivering with sincerity in the middle of the road made her mind growl.
“Ck, actually like the woman's brain?” grunt tight. The more anxious he was, the more he wanted to curse at the figure of the woman.
His burly hand grabbed the device, giving it a few calls but, only the sound of the operator coming from there.
“Awas only if you meet, I will give you.” Damian gripped the steering wheel tightly. Increase speed when looking at the atmosphere that looks hollow.
A few hours later, the black car stopped. Damian quickly opened the door and walked out however, his blue net froze realizing something. The place was empty, there were only towering trees, with no figure of a woman in a blue-colored dress, and and and black hair being scattered. Where did Araiana go?
